[ This, at least, is easy. It costs Homelander nothing to smile back when he spots Hawk, waving as he cuts his way across the floor toward the bar. (They're dressed, coincidentally, in near-opposites, with the hero in a crisp white button-down and cream-colored slacks, a dark brown belt and a gold buckle serving as the primary pop of color on his person.) ]
Hell yeah. If you ask me, we should've done this sooner.
[ Once seated, he picks up the glass Hawk has ready for him, raising it in a toast. ]
Here's to good friends, [ he says without hesitation (though he feels it, a little, aware of both their recent losses and the fact that friend is a word that has backfired on him more often than not). But the thing is: he's glad to see Hawk looking at least okay if not great, and he's even gladder not to be on his own. ] Who needs anything else!
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Hell yeah. If you ask me, we should've done this sooner.
[ Once seated, he picks up the glass Hawk has ready for him, raising it in a toast. ]
Here's to good friends, [ he says without hesitation (though he feels it, a little, aware of both their recent losses and the fact that friend is a word that has backfired on him more often than not). But the thing is: he's glad to see Hawk looking at least okay if not great, and he's even gladder not to be on his own. ] Who needs anything else!